Yang Jiaxing didn't know if he was really afraid of ghosts or other reasons, so he couldn't wait to urge Yang Ergui to pack up his things, and the two hid their heads and faces like thieves and walked out of the small hotel, and hurriedly took a taxi and left Anliang Street.

Qianyu Fusheng also escaped from Anliang Street all the way to the bus station and got on the bus back to Lingyan Mountain. When she really got into the car, she was relieved and said in her heart:

"Those two people are well-dressed, but their hearts are not right, it seems that Lingzhu Guan is really going to be in trouble! But Uncle Liang went to the hospital again and I don't know how, alas, it was really a house leak and even rainy ......."

She sighed helplessly, determined to rush back as soon as possible to inform Master Yun Chen of the matter, and try to deal with it as soon as possible.

But it is said that when Qianyu Fusheng was in prison in a small hotel, Zhang Sanmad and Zixue, as well as Dawn and Black Yama, were not idle. They turned everything they could eat out of the shack, even the two boxes of tonic that Xiao Huang had placed on the wall. These two living ancestors did not regard themselves as outsiders at all.

After eating and drinking, Zixue decided to go to the hostel where she used to stay to get the deposit back, and then come to live in the shack. She felt that the little bed inside was not too big or too small, and she slept in it just right.

Zhang Sanmad didn't want to lose his two big dogs, and decided to stay in the shack, he thought that it would be okay to have no bed on the ground, and it would never be cooler than the mirror stone in the fairy nest.

"If I don't watch the two dogs at home, you can go into battle alone and get the deposit by yourself, so as not to be burdensome!"

Zhang San was crazy that Zixue would never return with Dawn and the Black Yama King, so he wanted to keep Shuangsha as a dog hostage.

"That's not good, we listen to them, they have the right to choose, they follow whoever they choose, this is democracy and freedom!"

Zixue is also not worried about Zhang San's madness. In the end, neither of them compromised, so they had to go together.

They led the black and white duo out of the shack to Anliang Street, all the way south. When I was not hungry, I was more interested. Zhang Sanmad looked around while walking, and said unconvincingly:

"In this day, everyone from the south and the north of the sea, the poor, the rich, the fine and the stupid, everyone can eat here, but why don't we have a way out......"

As he was talking, he tilted his head and saw a small shop lying next to a two-story building on the side of the road, "Hey, haircut and massage?"

He stopped and made up his mind.

Zixue saw that Zhang Sanmad had been staring at the barber shop, and then looked at his sloppy appearance, so she asked:

"Well, you look a bit like a street artist in Canada, but in China you look like a beggar. In this way, I will pay for you to get a haircut today, and we will officially bow down!"

"Knot...... Bow down, bow to husband and wife?" Zhang San was crazy and didn't expect happiness to come so quickly, and he was taken aback.

"Che, what do you want? I mean sworn brother and sister, which is often played in Chinese TV dramas. ”

"Brother and sister, let's see that my sister is almost ......."

"Hee-hee, it's all right!"

"Hey, hey, medium!"

The two of them smiled knowingly, and stepped forward to push the door open. As soon as the door opened, a woman in her thirties with heavy makeup greeted her.

The woman is Yang Xinhua. She thought she was coming for business, but as soon as she opened the door and saw that the person who came was sloppy and sloppy, and there was a girl behind her, she was a little unwelcome. Lukewarmly asked:

"Excuse me, you're in the wrong place, my lady only plays fast food here. ”

"Quick...... Fast food, we've just eaten enough!" Zhang Sanmad saw that most of the woman's breasts were still exposed on such a cold day, and his eyes couldn't help but straighten a little.

Yang Xinhua saw him staring straight at herself, rolled her eyes and sneered: "Look at your old and indecent appearance, you are quite slippery and deceived a little girl to play grandpa love!

"Who do you say is the grandson love?" Zixue was reluctant at this time, and stepped forward to point to Yang Xinhua's chest and said loudly:

"Ten dollars at a glance at you, there are some on the streets of Canada, all of them are better quality than yours and free!"

"Well, why don't you little children learn well?" Yang Xinhua didn't look like a bad boy when she saw Zixue, but she couldn't help but be even more angry when she said it.

"Ahem!" Zhang Sanmad understood the misunderstanding between the two, and quickly withdrew his eyes to play a round game:

"It's okay, it's all strange that the mountain people are full of food and spiritual hunger and thirst, this is called full of warm thoughts/lust/desire, which is understandable and understandable!"

Zixue was still dissatisfied with Yang Xinhua, and asked Zhang Sanmad angrily: "What's the solution, you still don't have a haircut!"

"Reason!" Zhang San replied madly, pointing at Yang Xinhua with his long unkempt hair.

"Oh, you're here for a haircut...... Yang Xinhua realized at this time, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Don't say it earlier, I don't have a haircut here." ”

"Don't get a haircut?" Zhang San was stunned for a moment, and was also a little dissatisfied, "Why do you post those two words on the door if you don't get a haircut?"

"Uh...... I used to make less money...... It's not dry, the clippers and razors have been rusty for years. Yang Xinhua explained.

"Okay, it's okay to take care of it before, that's going to be easy. Lend us a clipper razor!"

Zhang Sanmad unceremoniously sat on the bed and shouted, learning to play tricks on the horse.

"You ......" Yang Xinhua wanted to drive him away, but when she looked out of the door, two big dogs, one white and one black, were staring at the door and looking at her. I had to roll my eyes helplessly:

"Okay, but I can't guarantee that it will still work, and when the time comes, the bald old eagle will not be a fool!"

"The old eagle doesn't need you to worry about it, even if the sand sculpture is a sand sculpture, we dare to play with a knife on our heads!" Zhang San was crazy and didn't care.

Yang Xinhua knew that she had really met a sand sculpture this time, and while admitting that she was unlucky, she bent down and groped under the bed for a while, just thinking about sending the two away quickly.

"Ah, here it is. Yang Xinhua finally found a rag pocket from under the bed, handed it to Zhang Sanmad angrily, and nagged:

"I only earned eighty yuan for two goods in the morning, otherwise the old lady would not be in the mood to serve you two!"

Zhang Sanmad ignored her, and took out the things in the cloth pocket and spread them on the small table. It was a pair of clippers, a razor, scissors, two combs, and a small bottle of lube.

"Well, hey, hey, hey......" He spread things out neatly like a treasure, and smirked:

"Although it can't compare to our original set of finesse, it is quite complete!"

With a giggle, he has been very skilled in removing the fader three or two times, then wiping and wiping it with the cuffs, and finally putting on the lubricating oil again and reassembling it, "Horn Click" Pull a few times in the air and laugh with satisfaction: "It's okay, it's not bad!"

Then he picked up the razor again, quenched two mouthfuls of saliva on it, and rubbed it back and forth on his trouser legs. Rub it for a long time, pick it up and put it on your head and rub it back and forth to rub your head oil, and then continue to grind it on your trouser legs.

"Phew!" finally he let out a soft sigh and stopped. Flick the blade with his fingers, squint his little eyes and look at the razor a few times, and then gently cut a strand of hair on his forehead, and saw that the strand of hair fell silently, and the razor was actually blowing.

"Huo, treasure knife!" Zixue on the side couldn't help but exclaim when she saw it.

"You...... And this hand?" Yang Xinhua was also stunned.

"Hehe, I'll use it, if the mountain man's set of treasures is there, these things are not worth mentioning. ”

Zhang San was crazy and smiled bitterly, then closed his eyes, held a knife in one hand and picked up his hair in the other, cutting his own hair like cutting leeks.

In an instant, the knife light flickered and moved, and the stray hairs fell to the ground, and the shaver who had not shaved his head for a long time seemed to have eyes on the top of his head, and the knife turned like a flying sound. After a while, a straight shape appeared.

"Hehe, you're a real person who doesn't show your face!" Zixue couldn't help but be dazzled, and clapped her hands and cheered.

"You...... Your skills are higher than those of the barber school teachers when I was young!" Yang Xinhua couldn't help but admire.

"What is this, just repairing the earth. Zhang Sanmad closed his eyes and blew the scum on his mouth disapprovingly, proudly and modestly. After speaking, he put down the razor and picked up the clippers again.

In the end, at the instigation of Zixue, he simply shaved his beard ruthlessly.

After scrubbing it clean, Zhang Sanmad got up and took a look in the small broken mirror on the wall, "Huh!" Even he was startled.